The death of a woman

She stared at the wooden beam ,the wood that was once a tree. A tailless lizard came from behind the wooden beam and looked at her for the umpteenth time. kitta kitta kitta, said the lizard.

She who had become ‘it’ stared unremittingly at the wooden beam ,at the beam that was once a tree. The beam looked at the tailless lizard .The continuum flowed endlessly.